Do You Want to make Me Happy?

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

Sure, this is customer service, and I’m here for you. I can switch up roles at the drop of a hat and become anyone or anything you desire. A pouty Princess needing to be spoiled or a vengeful homewrecker set out to obliterate everything you’ve worked hard to achieve? No problem. Craving a MILFY Mommy to regress you or peg you, done… but do you want to make me happy?

If you genuinely wish to serve me as your Goddess, then you should ask me to ruin your orgasm. The key to this is that I need to be watching. If you really wanna make ME happy, I need to see you suffering on the brink of orgasm, teetering between pleasure and pain. I long to witness the frustration on your face and the straining of your body as we work you up to the disappointing, unsatisfying end.

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All You Can Eat Mommy and Me Sausage Buffet

Trans Goddess Alexus 1844-332-2639 Ext 349

I was working the Brunch shift at the popular wings spot when this banging couple strolled in. The blonde bombshell on the dudes arm made my dick twitch in my tiny orange shorts with just a smile. “Wow, you two look great together. Is this your wife?” I asked the man. Honestly, I was a little jealous that he was getting to stick his dick in her warm, buttery biscuit if she was.

The woman laughed and tossed her hair back over her shoulder as if she was flattered. She looked me up and down with a heat that set my balls on fire and replied. “Oh, no. He’s my stepson.” Her hand rubbed the cap of his shoulder, and he quivered under her touch.

There was definitely some sexual tension there, and I wanted to split it open with my sausage. “Let me lead the two of you back to the very special, all you can eat,” My hand rubbed down the front of my shorts, adjusting my very obvious erection, “Buffet in the back?”

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Timmy and Tommy's Race To Cummies

Valerie 1844-332-2639 Ext 243

Timmy and Tommy kneeled naked before my group of girlfriends. The twins have always been so competitive, but the pressure was on. Poor Timmy gets so nervous when girls are watching him tug his penis, probably because it’s a little smaller than his brother’s, with a curve in it.

“I actually prefer a little bend.” Shannon giggles and leans her elbows on her knees to watch the two closer, but her gaze is more focused on Timmy’s cock. The attention makes his chest rise and fall, and I notice his erection falter. He’s so shy. From behind him, I run my hand through his hair and tilt his head back to look up at me.

“Don’t forget, boys, whoever makes cummies last has to lick up all of the mess.”

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Bathroom Strip Down

Belle 1844-332-2639 X 444

Janey and I entered the school bathroom during fourth period. She was telling me about Bradly stuffing his tongue in her cunt at the lake house last weekend, when we heard a shuffle sound. We both paused and looked at each other. Was someone else in the locker room? Everyone who wasn’t skipping should be in class.

I bent down to look under the stall and sure enough, there was a pair of scuffed-up boy sneakers. “What the fuck?” I laughed and grabbed the ankle of the person hiding in the stall. “Janey, I think we have a fucking perv in here!”

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A New Record

A New Record

Lea 1844-332-2639 Ext. 244

I ticked another tally mark with the Sharpie over the faggots ass. That last blow made twenty-five loads shot in or over the sissy’s gaping out hole. “I think that’s a new record!” I cheered, holding up the cum smeared tip of the Sharpie. The guys milling around with their cocks in their hands chuckled.

“And we aren’t even close to done.” The next one in line growled as he stepped up to aim his big cock at the faggots boy-pussy.

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xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

No one knew where she went. One day she was laughing and joking with her friends, and the next, no one had seen her. The community was quickly called in to help in the Missing Francie case. The poor girl’s mother was in tears every time she retold the story of the last time she’d hugged her girl. Your arousal spiked every time you saw her wet face appear. She looked so much like her Daughter. You had thought guilt would pick at you, but it never came.

Days, weeks, months. Not a single trace of the girl could be located. You watched the news nightly, waiting to see if any new developments would come to light. Everyone was missing Francie, except for you.

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The Milking Stable

Goddess Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

Grunts, groans, and mumbles for mercy echoed off the clinical walls of my milking Stable. My high heels strike the tile as I wander the rows confidently, checking that all the machines are working properly. Six rows of six cumcows are lined up under the bright lights. A wall of screens constantly streams a variety of porn, not that it matters. The vacuum pump of the teat covers clamped around their cocks would coax their cum out, whether their meat was stiff or not.

Which seems to be the problem with cumcow number 4C. His vacuum pump is working away, but has slipped off his limp penis. The whirring and slurping of the empty teat cover as I hurried over to him. “What have we here?” I ask, even though the gag in his mouth prevents him from answering me. “Did we milk you dry?”

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Stephanie 844-332-2639 Ext 454 

I didn’t realize I was this tipsy until I felt his grip on my hair lifting my head swiftly and effortlessly pulling me to him. He gripped my hair turning my head until I was facing him, his lips planted onto mine.

He lifted himself halfway, pulled his pants down to his ankles and then sat. “Why don’t you finish what you started.” he said. The streetlight gave the empty parking lot an eerie feeling that I found sexy, my focus completely on him and his lustful stare. And why not? Finish what I started? 

I slipped my stockings and panties down bent over in front of him showing off a bit, flashing him. I felt his hand caress my ass then moving between my legs from my pussy to my anus. “Come sit.” he said softly. I turned my head backed up some and then sat slowly onto his cock. I felt him enter me slowly, I moaned aloud.  

I lowered myself completely, he wrapped an arm around my waist. I took both hands, gripped the edges of the bench and then started to slightly bounce on his cock.

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A Broken Key

A Broken Key

Belle 1844-332-2639 X 444

The key around my neck bounced into my tits with every thrust of the massive cock stretching me open. I was on my knees, facing my chastity cuck who begged to be unlocked. “Let me stroke it a little. Fuck, Belle, I’m begging. Please, unlock my cage! It hurts so bad.” The sound of his voice was so fucking annoying. All I wanted to focus on was the pleasure building in my core from the deep pounding I was taking.

“If it will shut him up, give him the key.” The bull behind me groaned. Obviously sick of hearing the loser’s constant whining as well. I gripped the chain and snatched it from my neck, tossing the key to the naked loser in the cuck chair beside the bed.

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BBC PDA

PDA

Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270  

Have you ever been walking down the street and saw a man so beautiful you had to stop? Not just an attractive man, I’m talking full-on Adonis. Yesterday, I took a few hours to do some shopping. I was by myself and enjoying the peace and quiet. Not looking to express some Hot, BBC, PDA, but when it happens it happens. Most people were home BBQ-ing with family or whatnot so the shops weren’t busy at all. When I saw that black God, he saw my jaw drop.

He must be used to women and men alike stopping to stare at him because he beckoned me over with a finger. Like a lust-filled lasso, that curling finger drew me in. He lifted his shirt to show off a six-pack of ebony abs and I swear my knees buckled.

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